Yesterday, i turned 30. it really wasn't a big deal. in the morning, i did housework, then i went out for lunch and again for dinner. i didn't dress up, i didn't get my hair done, i didn't go anywhere fancy. i did wear red lipstick, just for fun! turning 30 doesn't bother me. i'm glad to be shedding the chaos and turmoil that was most of my 20's. i'm happy to be older, more stable, and smarter, even if it means being fatter, boring and sleep deprived. i'm looking forward to the next 10 years, to doing things right, living my life and raising my kids. i love the fact that i have everything i could want, with the exception of a dishwasher. i wouldn't trade this contentment for anything, not even if i could be 20 again for a day!